I'm taking it ease tonight and going for a few beers after Pho. Tomorrow it's Nuit Blanche here in Toronto and it goes all fucking night until the morning. Crazy art installations all over the city. Perfect night to meet new pretty wiminz who also happen to be cool
Test driving that F type about 90 minutes from now. The rest of the day will likely be an anti-climax after that. Also it's Saturday here. Time travel, how does that fucking work?
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